The Emperor's Omega Is An Extra
Chapter 123: Hamayana Island

Chapter 123: Hamayana Island

A man with a bucket hat sat on the bench. He bit on a cigarette that wasn’t lit. He was lowering his head as though afraid that someone could recognize him.

He played with the cigarette in his mouth and fidgeted with his fingers. After a few seconds, another man sat beside him, he had his shades on while holding an unopened can of soda.

Looking at it from a passerby’s perspective, they didn’t appear to know each other. However, the newcomer spoke casually but was also careful.

"The capital is a mess. The headquarters advise everyone to lie low for the time being."

The man with a bucket hat nodded. "what code?"

"Triple Zero."

The man with a bucket hat couldn’t help but tighten the grip of his teeth on the cigarette, and as a result, the cigarette was crumpled, if not almost cut off.

Triple Zero. Code 000. The highest code of the organization. For the headquarters to issue this code to their agents could only mean it was already the worst-case scenario, and agents should make sure not to get caught, or they will kill themselves or be killed by other agents, and both would be sacrificed. No exceptions.

"The capital is already a powder keg that is destined to explode in the future. It’s best to stay away for now." He responded calmly, yet he was already shaken inside.

He saw how suspicious people and illegal establishments were all dealt with in a quick and decisive manner. These actions made it possible to sweep up the whole empire, and the unfortunate spies would be killed if they were caught.

Both had fear on their faces as they thought of the sun residing in the capital. It seemed his patience was running out, making everyone not under his shade burn with his intense flames.

The man put his coke down and stood up, fixing his shade as he raised his head and looked at the sun hanging in the sky. "See you... if we’re still alive then." He said and left without stopping in his footsteps.

The man wearing a bucket hat sighed, he waited for a few minutes, and he also began to depart. He couldn’t leave the empire yet, but it was possible to hide inside as it was so big; there was no way they could search every nook and cranny in such a short period of time.

He fixed his bucket hat and threw the cigarette in his mouth. He pulled something out of his pocket and looked at it.

It was a plane ticket he got from a noble youth; the ticket had the convenience of flying with an Empire airline. The destination, Hamayana Island. Stuffing it back into his pocket, he slowly went in the direction of the airport.

And as he raised his head, his face was slightly revealed. If Ashton was here, he would immediately recognize him. Curt, the organization’s liaison.

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Arren enthusiastically looked at the white beach and the emerald water in the distance. His heart pounded as he marveled at its beauty. Even when they were on the plane, he was already excited just looking at it from above.

Hamayana Island. One of his dream destinations in the Empire. It was a world-famous beach. Even with that, not many could afford to visit it. Aside from the limited number of tourists allowed to visit here every month, the plane ticket and the hotel stay every night were so expensive that normal people could only dream about them.

Still, it was basically a named paradise on Earth. He also found out that, while Hamayana Island was said to be a public property of the Empire, it was actually a private island owned by the royal family that only a few people knew.

So, even if they were there with some tourists, it was still considered Spade’s private island.

Arren was looking at the beach in the distance when someone’s arms were wrapped around his waist from behind. He didn’t escape the hold and instead leaned his body and pressed their bodies.

"The beach is beautiful, isn’t it, Spade?" He smiled and spoke.

"Mm, it’s beautiful," he whispered, breath brushing his cheeks.

Arren turned and looked at Spade, only to see that he was already gazing at him tenderly. It was as though he wasn’t looking at the beach in the first place but at Arren when he said those words.

His cheeks flushed, and he couldn’t help but pinch the alpha’s arm because he was slightly embarrassed and giddy at the same time.

"What?" Spade’s lips had a trace of a smile, pretending to ask innocently.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he found out that Spade really didn’t do anything wrong; it was just that he was now easily flustered by his sudden gestures.

Arren bit his lips, averted his gaze, and looked at the beach again. This wouldn’t do; he shouldn’t be the only one being flustered by the alpha! He had to get even with him somehow.

He had yet to think of anything when a wet and tickling feeling touched his earlobe. Spade had bitten his earlobe for a split second!

He turned and looked over, his eyes wide and almost accusing.

"You just not... in broad daylight too?" He touched his ears, which were certainly hot and red already. Some butterflies started to fly in his stomach, giving him a tingling feeling.

Spade finally smiled. "It’s alright, no one is here beside us." He whispered, amber eyes, particularly dark but yet filled with amusement as well.

Arren wanted to refute, but Spade was right—besides them, there was no one in their particular area. The location of their villa was somehow more isolated than the center, which was a few distances away. While they do have some bodyguards with them, they all were in another villa a few walks from here.

No one knew that the Emperor left the capital; one might have had an idea of that he was out. Aside from trusted subordinates, no one knew of his destination. In times like this, even the spy in the capital would not think that the Emperor would sneak out and travel with his omega for a vacation outside.

Instead of saying anything, he stared at Spade and observed him. The more he thought about it... the alpha was really flirting with him and implying something!

And for that was... Arren’s eyes flickered before he also playfully smiled. There were still some traces of being flustered in his face, but he was mostly recovered and ready to have a flirting round with Spade. And for another round too.

As the saying goes, it was another day to court death. Truthfully, with this motto.

The naughty thought comes across his face before he presses his backside firmly behind him. His expression was still calm, but his eyes were a bit provocative.

"Sorry, I just remembered, it’s really only the two of us here." He smiled and whispered in his enchanting voice.

Spade’s amber eyes were now dark with a different light. He didn’t say anything, but Arren was already aware of his response as he felt some bulge awaken and was attempting to poke him from behind.

His lips curled, holding back his laughter inside, and his eyes fluttered before he ignored that something wanted his attention.

"We just arrived and I’m hungry, what to do? It’s only the two of us? Are there ingredients ready in the kitchen? I can cook for us." He innocently brought it up, ignoring Spade’s reaction.

He sighed in difficulty, "Okay, I... am also hungry." agreed and let go of Arren.

Arren knew the alpha had some innuendo about it as he laughed inside, looking at the tent before he averted his gaze and almost ran to the villa. He could still sense Spade’s resentful and intense gaze on his back.

Don’t worry, we’re both hungry. Arren laughed and thought his ability to court death was extremely magnificent.